When Steve leaves, Harrow looks up at what V motioned to. Runes above the bed! Harrow's very first instinct is to roll off the bed, and he finds it's surprisingly easy to land on his feet when his legs aren't ten miles long. He's able to escape, though, and so they must not have been runes to trap intruders. Sensing that there isn't any danger he very carefully crawls back into the bed and looks up at the carvings once more.

"What exactly do they do?"

He smiles to see Steve return and pats the bed. Join your body in the boudoir, Steve.

"And Steve, I promise I won't make it weird. I had to share a bed a whole lot smaller than this growin' up, I know how it goes. No stealin' blankets, no talkin' in the middle of the night, and mind your hands."